v5 Chapter 436： The Phaseless Heavenly Demon is coming!

"Fang Cun Shan?" Chen Luo's mouth twitched.

No, no, no, no monkey will come to me, right?

This wave... is connected.

Seeing Chen Luo's strange expression, Yun Siyao asked suspiciously, "What's wrong? Isn't that a good name?"

"Very good, very good." Chen Luo nodded quickly. He had a feeling in the dark that the ultimate karma between the ancient Buddhism and himself, himself and today's Buddhism will all fall in the book "Journey to the West, Shi'e" that cannot be written yet. "Biography" is up!

"The place to plant mountains still needs to be discussed in the long run." Yun Siyao thought for a moment, then continued, "Swallowing the world and creating a majesty is not a trivial matter. I'm afraid I have to meet the teacher in order to have a clear place to go."

"That's what I planned too." Chen Luo nodded. Although this Fangcun Mountain is only a new student, why did the Buddhist master save this mountain core alone and make so many arrangements with painstaking efforts? I'm afraid the things inside are not true. Simple.

The water is too deep, so it is better to ask the teacher to help check it.

While the two were talking, suddenly Fang Cunshan trembled slightly. Listening to the little beast seemed to have some kind of nightmare, and made it tremble subconsciously. At the same time, a voice sounded in the hearts of Chen Luo and Yun Siyao at the same time: "Master Sumeru, and friends, come out and meet..."

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Rewinding the time to a quarter of an hour ago, it was the time when Chen Luo was refining Sumeru in the torrential rain in the bowl world, and outside the stone house, the monk transformed from the evil Buddha was walking towards the stone house step by step.

The demented monk stood steadily in front of the stone house, watching the evil Buddha approaching him, and stretched out his hand to grab the evil Buddha. The evil monk also extended his hand, and the two palms touched, without the majestic momentum of a huge force collision, let alone the golden light. The vision released is as if two ordinary people on the street randomly put their palms together.

They are two sides of one body and two sides of the mountain guardian monk enlightened by the great power of Buddhism. What they practice is the same method, but what they move is different thoughts. Only the two of them can experience all conflicts.

But the stalemate of opposing palms didn't last long, and the up and down were soon separated. The evil monk remained motionless, even smiling, while the demented monk's white jade-like arm was emitting black air, and flames rose up one after another, devouring and burning up the black air...

"The Buddha is one foot tall, and the devil is one foot tall." The evil Buddha said lightly, "There is no difference in strength between you and me, but I am evil and you are good."

"In this world, it is easy to be evil, but difficult to be good. I am like ink, and you are paper. Is it easier to remove the ink marks on the paper, or is it easier to get the ink marks on the paper?"

"We have fought a long time ago, you can't beat me!"

"Evil can never prevail against good, what a joke! It is clear who is strong, and whoever is good is right."

"If you add me!" Lang Feixian said, getting rid of the influence of the evil monk. He also saw that the evil monk wanted to enter the stone house, how could he let it go.

With a thought, Immortal Jiujian's real martial arts body appeared behind Immortal Langfei, Immortal Langfei closed his eyes, Immortal Jiujian stepped forward and crashed into Immortal Langfei's body.

But if there were other people here, what they saw would definitely not be Jiujianxian melting into Langfeixian, but a blue long sword inserted into the scabbard.

The next moment, the poetic kendo vibrated, green lotuses bloomed above the martial arts, and Immortal Langfei opened his eyes!

At this moment, the sheathed sword was unsheathed again.

The sound of Dao Lun sounded out of thin air—

The ancient sages are all dead, only the drinker keeps his name!

At this time, the one who opened his eyes was not Langfei Immortal, but Qiangu Sword Immortal—Li Qinglian!

After six thousand miles of martial arts, the poetic sword that belongs to Lang Feixian alone, even Chen Luo can't copy: Yin Qinglian!

Li Qinglian's face was indifferent, she didn't have a sword in her hand, but she seemed to be covered in swords. His fingers merged into sword fingers, and he stabbed forward towards the evil monk.

The invisible sword energy roared towards the evil monk like a gust of wind. For the first time, the evil monk, who had always been calm, changed his face. With a slight force, he knocked the idiot monk back two steps, turned around to face the mighty sword energy, and opened his mouth suddenly. He roared at the wave of sword energy.

I saw countless black air flying out from the evil monk's mouth, each stream of black air was filled with sounds of resentment, cursing, and screams, and the black air quickly wrapped around the incoming sword energy, killing the sword energy quickly.

The idiot monk did not wait on the sidelines. Taking advantage of the flying fairy attracting the attention of the evil monk, he suddenly squeezed the formula with one hand, and said in his mouth: "Dawei Tianlong, World Honored One, Prajna Buddhas, Prajna Ba Ma Hum!"

"I want you to show your true colors!"

In an instant, a huge bodhisattva appeared behind the idiot monk. The bodhisattva couldn't see his face clearly, but saw seventeen rosary beads hitting the evil monk. Character.

The evil monk turned around, and the phantom images of the seventeen rosary beads shot into the evil monk's body, and the illusory golden body of the Bodhisattva also disappeared. At this time, the figure of the evil monk swelled sharply, and instantly changed back to the face of the evil Buddha when he just came out of the shadow.

It's not a question of repelling change. The evil Buddha turned into an evil monk with a physical body, bewitching everyone with compassion, and the strength of the inner demons was strengthened, so even Lang Feixian was enlightened at the beginning.

Now that you have been repulsed by the foolish monk with Buddhism and turned into your true form, although the battle is not affected, the bewitching power of the demon is greatly reduced.

"You lied to me!" the evil Buddha roared. Back then, there was a distinction between good and evil, and good thoughts did not have spiritual wisdom. Naturally, they did not understand the mantras.

This spell obviously has limitations, and it was the idiot monk who realized that Mount Sumeru was being refined, and the mission of ten thousand years was only at the last moment, so he immediately took out his trump card.

The evil Buddha who had turned into his true form stretched out his hand, holding a ghost-headed pestle in his hand, and threw it at Lang Feixian. The idiot monk is just a body of mind, he can deal with it later, let's deal with the outsiders first.

The idiot monk who released the mantra obviously lost the last sliver of clarity. At this moment, he just watched the evil Buddha attacking Lang Feixian in a daze, as if he didn't understand what happened.

At this time, Lang Feixian turned into Li Qinglian, looking up at the fallen Demon Subduing Pestle with sharp eyes. He raised his hand, pointing towards the void, a green lotus phantom bloomed in the void, almost at the same time as the green lotus bloomed, four figures of Li Qinglian jumped out of the lotus, rushed towards the evil Buddha, and struck each other with swords.

And when the four phantoms of Li Qinglian were attacking the evil Buddha, the Demon Subduing Pestle was also slammed down, but...it was empty.

"Li Qinglian" had moved her position at some point, and stood outside the attacking range of the Subduing Demon Pestle.

But the evil Buddha didn't have such good luck. The four phantoms of Li Qinglian cut the evil Buddha's body in an instant, dripping with blood. The black blood gushed out from the evil Buddha's body, dripped on the ground, and directly melted the stone slab, sending out There was a dizzying foul stench.

At the same time, Lang Feixian finally got the same aura in his body, and the real body method of "Yin Qinglian" came to an end.

But Lang Feixian was not disappointed, but smiled lightly.

"For the first time in martial arts, I have smelted martial arts, condensed my martial body, and I have a little understanding."

Lang Feixian's momentum surged, and he took a step forward: "Little brother, thank you very much!"

Immortal Langfei appeared in front of the evil Buddha as if he teleported. At this moment, the evil Buddha was covered in black smoke and enchanting, with a ferocious expression. When he saw Immortal Langfei who was only as high as his own knee, he suddenly raised his foot and wanted to step down heavily. Immortal Langfei But he shook his head, stretched out his fingers, and directly supported the falling giant foot.

"You can't do it without the blessing of inner demon power!" Lang Feixian closed his eyes slightly, and immediately saw a series of blue light swords projected out.

It didn't come out from the hands of Immortal Langfei, but from the body of the evil Buddha, as if there was a sun in the body of the evil Buddha.

Immortal Langfei took two steps back, the blue light on the evil Buddha's body became more and more dense, and finally turned into a dazzling ball of light.

The idiot monk stared blankly, and finally put his hands together and said: "Amitabha."

There was a scream in the vastness, and there was no sound after the scream. At this time, the mighty sword light dissipated, and Lang Feixian couldn't help frowning slightly.

The golden body of the evil Buddha was shattered, leaving behind a relic?

A fist-sized golden ball was suspended in the air. In the blink of an eye, the golden ball shattered, and a three-inch-long little novice actually jumped out of it.

The little novice stretched his waist, he grew up against the wind, and in a flash he turned into the same height as Lang Feixian, but his face was empty, without any facial features.

There are no five sense organs, but they can see things, but they can make sounds.

I saw him salute Lang Feixian: "Thank you very much."

Lang Feixian's heart was full of vigilance, all the 128,000 pores in his body were warning him, but the faceless man didn't continue to talk to him, but looked into the stone house and shook his head regretfully.

"Has that mountain dissipated to this extent? It seems that the beating was too hard back then, it doesn't matter, it can still be raised."

After finishing speaking, he turned his head and "looked" at Lang Feixian again: "You are amazing."

"The Xiantian Wenhua Qinglian is very rare."

"Originally, it would take some time for me to be born, thank you for breaking that shell."

"Although it's a little weaker now, I don't care, so thank you."

"Would you like to enter my sect and practice with me?"

Lang Feixian looked at the other party vigilantly, and said coldly: "Who is your Excellency?"

This faceless man obviously has no facial features, but people can feel that he frowned. After thinking for a moment, he explained seriously: "My real name cannot be said. But here you have given me a few names."

"Some people call me Phaseless Heavenly Demon, others call me Heart Demon."

"You can call it whatever you want."

"But wait a minute, I'll invite a few people from the Bowl World to come out first, and we'll talk in detail later, sorry."

Immortal Langfei frowned, and was about to draw his sword. The faceless man waved his hand lightly, Immortal Langfei suddenly turned pale, and flew backwards suddenly, hitting the wall of the stone house.

But it wasn't until Lang Feixian hit the stone wall that his body flew out.

weird? Not weird.

With a wave of his hand, the Phaseless Heavenly Demon first knocked Lang Feixian's spirit out of his body, and then his body flew backwards.

In addition to the soul and the body, if it is not my own willingness I want to forcibly expel it from the physical body, it would be easier to kill it directly.

An understatement shows that his strength far exceeds that of Li Qinglian who has just returned to the second rank.

Wuxiang withdrew his hand, smiled kindly: "I said, wait a minute."

Afterwards, he looked at the stone house again, like a neighbor visiting, and slowly said: "Master Sumeru, and friends, come out and meet."

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